txolops Chapter 2436 The World in the Painting
Chapter 2436 The World in the Painting
Chapter 2436 The World in the Painting
Qingyuan and Moyan exchanged a few words, then Qingyuan looked at Qin Sang.
"Those demons won't let this go easily. There will be another fierce battle ahead. Shall I escort the Daoist away from here first?"
Qin Sang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since he learned the truth, he had been living in constant fear. This was something he could never get involved in; one wrong move and he would be crushed to pieces.
"Can't you two come with me?" Qin Sang asked.
Mo Yan's expression was very solemn, and he gently shook his head.
Qingyuan, however, said with a relaxed expression: "There is no need to worry. The demon race is not a monolithic entity. Moreover, the new demon court has not been established for long and its strength cannot be compared with that of Dragon Island and Phoenix Pavilion. We can have a good talk with them."
Seeing that Qingyuan was confident, Moyan's expression softened slightly.
Qin Sang also understood Qingyuan's intention, which was nothing more than the strategy of forming alliances and counter-alliances. Facing a Mahayana cultivator and an ancient acquired spiritual treasure at the same time, any force would have to think twice unless they were confident that they could capture them all.
Qingyuan changed his tone and said to Qin Sang, "In that case, we will probably have to stay here for a long time. You can come here to find me later, Daoist."
Qin Sang was overjoyed upon hearing this and readily agreed.
This is equivalent to a promise made by a Mahayana cultivator. Great beings are elusive and rarely seen, so even without the previous fortuitous encounter, it is worthwhile to forge this good relationship.
"Friend Daoist Mo..."
Qingyuan looked at the inkstone, which slowly sank to the bottom of the lake, and then the lake surface reflected the outside world.
Qingyuan reached out and grabbed at the lake surface, and soon schools of fish swam out of it one after another. These fish were completely unaware of what was happening and were guided by Qingyuan into Qin Sang's sleeve.
“These star spirits should be enough for the Daoist’s needs. The remaining fish are needed to keep this place running,” Qingyuan said, his figure gradually fading away. “Daoist, please stay here and don’t wander around.”
……
Arctic ice sheet.
The battlefield today is even more terrifying than the battle to wipe out the remnants of the demon realm back then. The icy plains are filled with malevolent energy, and mountains are collapsing and the earth is splitting.
After this great battle, the entire ice field will probably be completely transformed!
One after another, menacing black dragons charged relentlessly, their momentum immense, and with a mere flick of their tails, they could easily destroy large swathes of icebergs.
At that moment, a mausoleum appeared in the sky above the ice field.
The mausoleum is square, like a platform, with four entrances resembling hidden military tunnels. The tomb chamber is tall and magnificent, large enough to accommodate thousands of troops.
The pitch-black tomb chamber exudes a sense of solemnity and grandeur, but its ominous aura makes it appear to outsiders as if it were the underworld.
Occasionally, black mist would flash by, and the tomb would turn into piles of white bones. It was unknown how many battles the owner of this treasure had fought and how many lives he had slaughtered to build this general's tomb with the blood and bones of living beings. It was no different from the real eighteen levels of hell!
All the demon saints looked at the enormous tomb in front of them with expressions of astonishment.
Faced with the overwhelming black dragon of malevolent energy, they gradually felt overwhelmed, and their domain even showed signs of collapsing.
"not good!"
"careful!"
……
Amidst the shouts of the demon saints, the soldiers in the army formation roared in unison, their weapons pointing straight to the sky.
"kill!"
"Roar!"
The malevolent black dragons raised their heads one after another, forming a forest of heads within the black mist, roaring angrily at the heavens. Their roars rose and fell, a truly awe-inspiring sight.
With each roar of a dragon, malevolent energy swept across all directions, causing the wind and clouds to change color and thunder to rumble in the void.
Upon seeing this scene, all the demon saints showed expressions of horror. They had a feeling that if they continued to stay here and fight against the army, they might die!
"Run away!"
Faced with a life-or-death crisis, life is of the essence. Who cares about plans or the orders of the 'immortal'?
They underestimated the power of this treasure, and the 'Immortal' also underestimated its power. Unless the Immortal descends directly, even gathering all the demon saints of this world would not be a match for this treasure. All their previous plans have become a joke!
The demon saints each displayed their supernatural powers, unleashing their strongest escape techniques, rushing out of the black clouds of malevolent energy, some even revealing their true forms and fleeing the icy plains without looking back.
The Great Sage of Pill Stealing tapped the ground with his wooden staff. With each tap, a spirit tree would sprout in the distance. The spirit tree would grow in an instant, and the Great Sage of Pill Stealing would appear on the tree, leaping as if by magic, but at an extremely fast speed, comparable only to the Great Sage of Beiheng who had achieved perfect harmony between body and sword.
'Shuh! '
From sprouting to branching out, it all happened in the blink of an eye. The Great Sage Who Stole Pills lifted the layers of leaves, peeked behind him, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.
The military formation and the black dragon of malevolent energy did not pursue them; their military might pointed directly at the heavens, as if they were about to launch a campaign against the heavens!
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
One after another, black dragons of malevolent energy roared and charged into the sky. The black storm formed by the malevolent energy covered the sky and the earth. At this moment, only the outline of the tomb could be vaguely seen through the malevolent energy. The army seemed to have become one with the malevolent energy.
That overwhelming ferocity and unstoppable killing intent still made the Great Sage of Pill Stealing tremble with fear.
'boom! '
Suddenly, the two malevolent black dragons collided, seemingly fighting each other, their bodies shattering simultaneously into two clouds of black smoke. Immediately afterward, more malevolent black dragons clashed, their bodies filled with extremely pure malevolent energy. In an instant, the malevolent energy blotted out the sky, frantically converging towards the center, ultimately transforming into a giant sword.
A massive black blade stretched across the sky, extending for thousands of miles, its shadow visible even beyond the icy plains.
The blade tip flicked upwards slightly, and a slash was unleashed!
In an instant, the hearts of all the demon saints pounded violently, and they felt a slight stinging pain in their bodies, as they were actually injured by the sword intent from a distance.
A terrifying blade of energy shot into the sky.
A single, earth-shattering strike, defying the heavens!
‘Boom! ’
The entire Lesser Thousand Worlds trembled violently. The biting winds of the Arctic ice field abruptly ceased, and in the Southern and Northern Borders, as well as the Lotus Crossing Great Swamp, mountains shook, the earth cracked, and rivers flowed backward.
In the far south of the southern border, a fierce wind howled, churning the rivers and seas.
A terrifying phenomenon swept across the realm, terrifying all living beings as if the end of the world had arrived, and the source of it all was this one strike!
'boom! ’
The demon saints suddenly turned around and their eyes widened in surprise.
The black blade cleaved the heavens in two, leaving a long gash that could not be healed for a long time. This strike tore the sky apart, and a terrifying storm could be seen with the naked eye outside the rift.
A familiar aura wafted from outside the crack—the omnipresent aura of the Six Heavens!
"The River of Sin! It's the River of Sin!"
Garuda exclaimed in surprise, "The legend of the River of Sin has long been circulating in the Spirit Realm. The cultivators of this realm also know about the River of Sin and have long suspected that this realm is located within the River of Sin."
This strike actually shattered the boundary wall, allowing them to directly see the scene inside the River of Sin.
At this moment, as long as they fly out of this rift, they can leave this world and enter the spirit world!
But not a single demon saint dared to make a move.
All the demon saints looked at the general's tomb with terrified eyes. The black blade cleaved through the sky and disappeared. The general's tomb was surrounded by a surge of evil energy. The tomb trembled slightly and flew into the sky.
Just then, a demon saint suddenly pointed to the depths of the River of Sin and exclaimed in surprise.
"what is that!"
……
Guixu.
The jungle had turned into a sea of fire at some point, leaving behind charred wood wherever the flames passed, devoid of any sign of life.
The flames spread toward the entrance of the clam shell, encroaching on the jungle's living space.
Amidst the flames, a figure strolled slowly, as if taking a leisurely walk. The moment Qingyuan's true form descended, the battle between him and the Banyan Tree King was no longer in doubt.
Qingyuan suddenly stopped, sensing something, and looked north. After a moment, he looked back at the forest engulfed by flames, raised his hand and waved. Two streams of light shot out and landed in his hand.
They are also spirits of artifacts, though not as powerful as the landscape painting or the general's tomb, they can still serve as aids.
Qingyuan sent two streams of light into the depths of the void and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Mo, the General's Tomb has broken through the boundary and gone. It's time to make a move!"
……
Lian Du, on the north bank of the Great Marsh.
The anomalies in this world bring an aura of destruction, stirring the most primal fears in the beings of this realm. Even if they cannot see the strange phenomena, they can still feel terror.
at the foot of the mountain.
The once bustling forest was now eerily silent, devoid of even the chirping of insects. Occasionally, a few mournful howls would break the silence, adding to the terrifying atmosphere.
Some of the unintelligent beasts huddled together in their nests, trembling with fear.
Some birds were so terrified that they forgot how to fly, fell to the ground, and huddled in the grass.
Even worse, some were so terrified that they let out heart-wrenching screams.
……
On top of the mountain.
A group of demon cultivators gathered here, including two demon kings, both dressed in colorful brocade robes and bearing a resemblance.
They were brothers, one with the Buddhist name Qishan Jushi and the other Mianyuan Jushi.
All the demon cultivators stared blankly at the black line piercing the sky. Those with higher cultivation levels could see the crack that had torn the heavens apart, but that only intensified their fear.
"Is that legendary day finally coming?" the Hermit of Qishan murmured.
They had heard some rumors from the Great Sage.
Just then, Hermit Mianyuan suddenly frowned. "Brother, am I seeing things?"
Qishan Jushi was startled. Following Mianyuan Jushi's gaze, he discovered that the mountain in front of them was appearing as a double image.
The two demons rubbed their eyes vigorously to make sure it wasn't their imagination.
Not only this mountain, but also the surrounding mountains, rivers, lakes and streams appeared as double images in their field of vision, and the earth became blurred.
The double images became increasingly severe, as if the shadows of these mountains and rivers were about to separate from their original forms.
……
"what is that!"
Upon hearing the sound, the demon saints looked over and saw some points of light emerging from the ancient aura of the Six Heavens. The points of light became increasingly conspicuous, scattered like stars in the River of Sin, forming a starry sky.
"We've arrived at the Demon Court!"
The Great Sage Who Stole the Elixir breathed a sigh of relief, but then his mind tightened again as he saw that behind the starlight, the blazing fire was so intense that even the ancient Qi of the Six Heavens had to retreat.
'Shuh! '
From the edge of the crimson flames, another beam of azure light pierced through the air, and a phantom of a true dragon appeared, accompanied by a majestic voice.
"Hmph! A bunch of cowards who were hiding their heads have finally dared to show themselves!"
Before the words were finished, the majestic voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"The General's Tomb!"
'Shuh! '
In an instant, countless gazes were directed toward this realm.
When they realized that they were being looked at, the Demon Saints felt incredibly weak once again. These gazes contained astonishing pressure. Only one thought remained in their minds: leave the ice plains, as far away as possible!
Undeterred by the watchful eyes of the outside world, the General's Tomb burst forth into the heavens with overwhelming malevolent energy.
In an instant, all the stars moved, and the dragon shadow and the crimson fire traversed the starry sky, heading straight for the general's tomb!
With a three-way battle about to erupt, the aftershocks have already begun to spread throughout the area.
‘Crack! ’
'boom! ’
……
The Arctic ice sheet is overburdened and broken everywhere. Not only the ice and icebergs above the ice sheet, but also the ground below the ice sheet is cracking and crisscrossing with huge fissures. Even if it can be restored in the future, the Arctic ice sheet will probably no longer exist and will become isolated islands.
The demon saints fled south in panic, only to discover that the world around them was also undergoing strange changes.
They were captivated by the general's tomb and the view from beyond the sky, and only now did they notice the changes around them.
The earth appears as a double image, but it is definitely not the earth's shadow!
There seemed to be two worlds here: a real world, vibrant and full of life, colorful and lively; and another world, a world of pure white ink, where the earth, mountains, rivers, wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning were all depicted with ink, some dark and some light, in a monochromatic style, with the sky and the ground all in shades of gray and white, like a world in a painting.
The world depicted in the painting is now separating from the real world.
Surprisingly, the world depicted in the painting is no smaller than the real world. Despite the monochromatic colors, it is still clear that there are snow-capped mountains and ice fields, rivers and lakes, storms and oceans...
This scene unfolds like a giant ink painting before the living beings of this world.
Rather than saying these are two different worlds, it's more accurate to say that the world in the painting forms the framework and structure of the real world; the world in the painting is the very foundation upon which this world exists!
Within the Lotus Crossing Marshland, as the world depicted in the painting emerges, various secret realms appear one after another.
Most of these secret realms are related to the Xuanwu Sacred Palace. The Sacred Palace is scattered into countless fragments, but each fragment is connected by ink-wash landscape paintings, so that although the forms are scattered, the spirit remains the same.
'boom! boom! boom! ’
As the world in the painting peeled away, the fragments of the Xuanwu Sacred Palace flew towards the secret realm where Guixu was located, and soon they combined to form the prototype of a sacred palace. The Xuanwu Sacred Palace landed with a bang, and the real world, which was shaking violently, immediately became much more stable.
……
"The Landscape Painting!"
A gasp of surprise came from outside the boundary.
At this moment, the truth came to light, and the demons realized that they had targeted the wrong object. The treasure was not the general's tomb, but the Jiangshan Map!
The stars and the red fire of Dragon Island, which were rushing towards the General's Tomb, changed their target without hesitation.
The General's Tomb is no less valuable than the Landscape Painting, and may even surpass it. However, the Landscape Painting is more important here. Moreover, the Landscape Painting is clearly easier to subdue, while the General's Tomb is at its peak strength. In a real battle, no one is confident that they can stop the General's Tomb.
In addition, these are all treasures of the human race, and the general's tomb is an important military artifact, which will surely alarm the Great Zhou Astronomical Bureau. We cannot linger here for too long.
'Shuh! '
With no one stopping them, the general's tomb transformed into a black streak and disappeared into the depths of the River of Sin.
At this moment, the world in the painting became increasingly clear, like a real scroll slowly being rolled up. Under the cover of the general's tomb, it was already mostly rolled up.
Suddenly, a figure appeared above the scroll. Behind that figure, two beams of light shot into the sky, transforming into a stringless zither and a swordless sheath...
Qingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky, facing the horde of demons!